Hidden in a mountain village apple orchard

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Behind the village lies an apple orchard

nestled among towering mountains, where a silvery-white dragon winds its way into the depths of the peaks. This is a newly built road leading into the mountains. The rolling mountains, set against a backdrop of blue sky and white clouds, form a long and wide road that meanders along the foot of the mountains. A small river, like a silver chain, flows gently past the village.

On the mountains, flowers bloom and birds sing; on the river, small boats bob and ducks frolic; in the village, smoke curls from chimneys, and fruits abound.

At the end of the road lies a very ordinary little village called Hongping Village. As the name suggests, this village is famous for its apples, and this road was built specifically to facilitate the transportation of the sweet and delicious apples from this small village to the outside world.

The village wasn't very large, with only about a hundred households. In the past two years, they had become wealthy through apple orchards, and the village's buildings had been completely renovated. Every family had built a brick house. Standing on the hilltop and looking down, the white walls and gray tiles amidst the green hills and clear waters made one feel as if they had entered a paradise.

On the slope behind the village, there was a dense apple orchard, the largest in the village. This orchard was contracted by Old Zhang's family, who had two sons. The eldest son, Zhang Youshun, was a notorious village hoodlum, idle and doing nothing, relying entirely on his father's apple orchard for a living. But fate was cruel; this scoundrel had lost a beautiful young woman. In the village, this was quite a spectacle.

Zhang Youshun's wife, surnamed Ye, is the eldest daughter of Ye Lao Er from the neighboring village. Her name is Ye Wanren, and she's as beautiful as a peach blossom—tall, slender, with a pretty face and delicate, radiant skin. She's one of the most famous beauties in the surrounding area. Their

second son, Zhang Yougang, is currently the most educated person in the village. Two years ago, he missed the college entrance exam by just two points, causing the whole family great distress. This was Zhang Yougang's own fault. Strangely enough, this consistently excellent student suddenly became obsessed with martial arts novels just before his high school graduation exam. He became completely absorbed in the mysterious and pristine world of martial arts, reading novels until midnight every day, leaving no energy for his studies. In the end, he had no choice but to accept his fate and settle down to farming at home.

For some unknown reason, in the past two years, Hongping Village has unknowingly become a well-known spring outing destination. People from the county town dozens of kilometers away and cities hundreds of kilometers away all regard it as a good place for leisure, escaping the summer heat, and enjoying the spring scenery. Hongping Village has suddenly become lively!

The liveliness of the small village is ultimately a good thing. It has not only brought great economic benefits to the village, but also introduced advanced ideas and culture. People are no longer as bound by old customs as before and have begun to gradually accept the baptism of new thinking.

However, everything has its two sides. With a good side, there is bound to be an unsatisfactory side. Sure enough, trouble has arisen in Old Zhang's apple orchard... When

a single lamp is lit in the village late at night

, a mix of people inevitably comes, and something new is bound to happen. In the past, there were occasional apple thieves in Old Zhang's apple orchard, picking some sweet apples from the ground. However, it was just a playful prank by some of the more mischievous children in the village. No one would actually go to the apple orchard in large numbers to steal apples. This wasn't just because almost every family in the village had apple trees, but also because the eldest son of Old Man Zhang was a notorious local thug. It was already a miracle he didn't steal from others; who would want to provoke such a troublemaker?

However, things were different now. More and more strangers were coming and going in the village each day, and Zhang Youshun's reputation was losing its weight. Although he still cursed and yelled in the orchard where the apples were stolen many times, and threatened to castrate anyone caught stealing apples, after nearly a month of searching, he had only caught a few mischievous children in the village. The worst part was that the apples were still disappearing…

This apple orchard was the lifeblood of Old Man Zhang's entire family. So, these past two days, Old Man Zhang had been so anxious that he couldn't eat or sleep, and he found fault with everyone, especially his youngest son, who spent all his time wrapping books… He didn't know what was so appealing about the books in the orchard that attracted him so much. Whenever his youngest son was on duty in the orchard, a large number of apples would be stolen. Enraged, Old Zhang burned all of his son's books…

Without novels to read, Zhang Yougang became listless and dispirited, like a lost soul. Old Zhang couldn't do anything about it, but this couldn't go on forever. So, Old Zhang came up with a plan: he would force his youngest son to be independent. This was based on the Western practices told to him by city dwellers in the village—that sons should live independently once they're grown up and shouldn't always rely on their grandparents. Influenced by this idea, Old Zhang made a painful decision and began arranging the division of the family property!

It was already late at night, but the lights were still on in a two-story house at the east end of the village. Old Zhang sat in the center of the kang (heated brick bed) and announced his decision. The atmosphere in the room was tense and oppressive!

It was the eldest son, Zhang Youshun, who spoke first, "Since Father has spoken, there's nothing more to say. But how exactly should the property be divided? Should we divide the entire estate, or just the apple orchard?" "

Father!" A sweet voice warmed Old Man Zhang's heart. "If there's anything we've done well, or anything we haven't been considerate of, please tell us frankly. Please don't break up this family. My brother is still young; how can he live alone?" His sister-in-law, Ye Wan, gently persuaded Old Man Zhang.

"Ah! Don't I want a complete family? This is the only way I can do it. You know, I'm already this old, can I stay with you all forever? How will you manage then? It's better to do it sooner rather than later..." Old Zhang's eyes were already brimming with tears as he spoke...

Kind-hearted Ye Wan and

Zhang Youshun glared at their wives fiercely, "Old woman, who gives you the right to speak here? Hurry up and get under the covers!"

"Eldest brother, what are you saying? Since Xiao Wan is already our wife, let her hear it too!" Old Zhang waved his hand at Zhang Youshun.

"Alright, then tell me quickly how we're going to divide this property." Zhang Youshun was clearly getting impatient.

Old Zhang slowly lit a pipe, the strong smell of tobacco instantly filling the entire room, and Ye Wan couldn't help but cough.

"I think we should divide all the family property this time, to avoid trouble later." Zhang Youshun continued to offer his ideas and suggestions.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough..." Old Zhang choked heavily on the tobacco leaves. "Bullshit! I'm not dead yet, what right do you have to talk nonsense?" Deep lines appeared on his ashen face.

Zhang Youshun saw that his father was really angry. Although he usually acted like a scoundrel, he didn't dare to be too arrogant in front of Old Zhang. After all, he still depended on his elderly father for everything, from food and drink to clothing. Changing his tone, he yelled at his honest younger brother, Zhang Yougang, "You brat, say something! Why do you act like these family matters have nothing to do with you? All you do is loaf around and wait to die!" He had always been used to bullying his kind and honest younger brother.

Seeing his older brother glaring at him, Zhang Yougang dared not remain silent. He bit his lip, looked at Old Man Zhang, and said, "I... I'll listen to Dad. Whatever Dad says, we'll divide it!"

Zhang Youshun was furious and about to explode again when Old Man Zhang waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, stop taking your anger out on your younger brother. Isn't it that you two always compete to see who's lazier? Well, this time we'll divide the apple orchard into three parts. I'll keep one part for myself, and you two will each get one part. But don't come looking for me if you don't have food to eat afterwards."

"Father," Ye Wan called softly, her hesitant demeanor making Old Zhang reluctant to part with her. But before she could continue, Zhang Youshun interrupted, "Then...Father, tell me specifically how the division will be done?"

Old Zhang glanced at his youngest son, who remained silent with his head down, and felt a pang of pity. He wanted to take back what he had said, but his eldest son's repeated urging forced him to say, "The apple orchard will be divided into three parts. The four-mile area bordering the east entrance of the village will be one part, the middle four-mile area will be another, and the large six-mile orchard at the foot of the back mountain will be the largest because it's far away and remote. You can divide it among yourselves..." "Choose!"

Before Old Man Zhang could finish speaking, Zhang Youshun raised his hand and said, "Then I'll take the one at the village entrance. The one with the bigger fruit trees can be left to Yougang; he's not married yet, so I don't mind giving him a bigger share." Despite Zhang Youshun's usual carefree attitude, he was sharper than a monkey at this crucial moment. Clearly, the orchard closer to the village entrance had many advantages: it was close to home, so even if apple thieves tried to steal from there, it would be easier to manage… Old Man

Zhang shoved

his son, glanced at his eldest son, and looked at his daughter-in-law, asking, "Xiaowan, what's your opinion?"

"What opinion could she possibly have? If Dad thinks it's okay, then it's settled. Let's give the biggest orchard to Yougang; it'll be better for Dad to look after us two brothers, won't it?" Zhang Youshun argued confidently, gesturing as he spoke.

"I didn't ask you," Old Zhang interrupted his eldest son impatiently. "Xiao Wan, I'll listen to you!" Xiao Wan had been with their family for two years. Old Zhang had no daughters of his own, so he had always treated her like his own daughter.

"I think..." Xiao Wan started to speak, but seeing Zhang Youshun's predatory eyes, she swallowed her words back. "I... I'll listen to you, Dad!"

Old Zhang knew perfectly well what was going on, so he didn't say anything more. He finally turned his gaze to his youngest son, Yougang. "Yougang, it's your turn. If there are no objections, then it's settled."

Zhang Yougang then raised his eyelids, looked at his father, then at his elder brother whose eyes were blazing with anger, and finally at his sister-in-law. He felt a glimmer of hope in her eyes. He seemed reluctant to say anything more, but seeing his sister-in-law's gaze, he mustered his courage and said, "If you're asking for my opinion, then I'll speak. First, I have no objection to the orchard assigned to me. However, I think the orchard closest to the village entrance should be given to Dad, since he's getting old and his legs aren't as convenient anymore."

Looking at his usually frail youngest son, Old Zhang felt a surge of affection. He then turned to his eldest son, "Eldest son, what do you think?" Clearly, the old man was satisfied with his youngest son's statement.

"Well... then let's leave it at that. Since you've already said it, I have no objections. But let me make this clear: now that we've separated the family, everyone's on their own. Don't expect anyone else to take care of you!" Zhang Youshun's words sounded a bit harsh, but they were reasonable enough that Old Man Zhang didn't say anything more and waved his hand. "Then go back, everyone, get some rest. Tomorrow we'll see about demarcating the orchard boundaries."

After Zhang Youshun and Ye Wan returned to their room, Zhang Youshun looked unhappy and started berating Ye Wan. "Whose side are you on? Separating the family is such a big deal, and you're always thinking of others. Are you looking for a beating?!"

Ye Wan didn't dare to say anything. She prepared water for Zhang Youshun to wash his feet, and then they went to make their beds. Zhang Youshun kept nagging, taking all his displeasure out on Ye Wan.

After getting on the bed, seeing Ye Wan facing away from him, Zhang Youshun, already annoyed, became even more resentful. Regardless of Ye Wan's wishes, he lifted her blanket and climbed on top of her. Ye Wan pushed him away, saying, "What are you doing? We have so much to do tomorrow, you should rest early."

Hearing that Ye Wan seemed reluctant to be intimate with him, Zhang Youshun immediately snapped, "What the hell are you talking about? Do I have to wait for the right time to do it with my wife? Hurry up and take off all your clothes!"

Faced

with her wolf-like husband, what could Ye Wan do? She could only wish she were unlucky to have married such a heartless husband. With a sigh, Ye Wan turned away, refusing to look at Zhang Youshun.

Zhang Youshun was even angrier. Seeing his wife's disdain for him, he no longer held back and ripped off Ye Wan's only remaining thin undershirt. He glanced at Ye Wan again, still with that same defiant expression, and said angrily, "Damn it, I don't believe I can't stand up to you, you stinking woman." As he spoke, his hands grabbed Ye Wan's chest forcefully. The way he touched her was not like a tender moment between husband and wife, but rather like torture. Ye Wan couldn't withstand the sudden, intense gripping, and a painful scream echoed through the night...

"Damn it, you dare to scream? I'll make you pay!" Zhang Youshun continued to vent his dissatisfaction.

The noise from the two was so intense that Zhang Yougang, the younger brother-in-law, could hear it clearly from next door. Although he was an adult and knew a lot about love and affection between men and women from novels, he had never experienced it firsthand. Hearing his brother and sister-in-law's playful fight immediately piqued his curiosity. His drowsiness vanished instantly, and he pricked up his ears to listen carefully…

After a short while, Zhang Yougang clearly heard his sister-in-law's heavy breathing. Accompanying her breathing, a rhythmic thumping sound clearly entered his ears. Good heavens, could this be the legendary blissful 'happiness' of love between men and women?!

"You get down!" his brother's commanding tone clearly echoed from next door. "No, I won't, I don't want to…" came his sister-in-law's weak resistance. "Damn it, you say no and you just say no?" A crisp 'smack' rang out. "Will you lie down or not?" 'Swish swish swish...' A series of subtle sounds of turning over on the kang (heated brick bed) said it all...

Zhang Yougang could clearly sense that his sister-in-law was unwilling to cooperate with his brother in this kind of thing, but why would she make those sounds that made it seem like she was enjoying it when she was unwilling? This perplexing mystery left him completely baffled.

"How is it, my little wife, is it comfortable or not?" Accompanied by 'bang... bang' sounds, his brother began to ramble incoherently. 'Smack!' Another crisp slapping sound. "I'm asking you a question, are you dead? Tell me, is it comfortable or not?"

'Bang... bang... bang...' The sounds of impact seemed to increase, the 'smack smack' sounds growing louder and louder. "Oh...so good...so good!" His sister-in-law finally gave in...

"Then be more proactive and give me the position you want?" His brother's voice sounded smug.

Another series of 'swish swish swish...' sounds followed. Zhang Yougang knew his sister-in-law had completely given up; she was actively responding, endlessly moaning... For a healthy young man, this sound was undoubtedly a beautiful midnight serenade... Since that

vivid

listening

that night, his sister-in-law's image had been haunting Zhang Yougang's mind. He constantly thought about the beautiful melody of those 'moans' that excited him so much.

Old Zhang really did divide the family property, which was big news for the whole village. After clearly defining the boundaries of the apple orchard, the three men, father and sons, began to busy themselves with their own affairs. Old Zhang naturally built the orchard watchman's shack closest to the village entrance. Logically, Zhang Youshun should have built his shack on the boundary with his father's, so it would be closer to the village entrance and he could keep an eye on the old man's orchard. However, Zhang Youshun didn't think that way. He built the shack on the boundary with his younger brother's orchard. In his view, his brother was just a bookish scholar who couldn't manage the orchard well; he'd probably sneak into his orchard to steal apples for a living.

Left with no other choice, Zhang Yougang could only build his base in a cave behind a mountain. It was a naturally formed cave with a large entrance; no one had ever truly gone inside to witness its depth. Zhang Yougang made do with this natural cave.

For the first few days, Zhang Youshun was genuinely attentive to his orchard. He even borrowed a large wolfhound from one of his cronies to ensure his orchard wouldn't be stolen. However, just as people have human nature, dogs have theirs. Zhang Youshun, used to being domineering towards people, found himself getting angry with the newly borrowed wolfhound. He intended to use the dog to do his work, but the dog wouldn't obey his commands and would run away at the slightest provocation. Zhang Youshun grew impatient, thinking, "Damn it, I've been feeding and treating you well, and you think you're so tough? I'll teach you a lesson, you son of a bitch!"

Zhang Youshun employed his usual thuggish methods to train the large dog, employing the "spare the rod and spoil the child" approach. He beat the dog daily with a stick. Sometimes Ye Wan couldn't bear it anymore and tried to intervene, but Zhang Youshun wouldn't listen. The more she tried to stop him, the more aggressive Zhang Youshun became. He went from using a small braid to a thick stick, thinking, "I refuse to believe I can't control this beast."

Ye Wan was truly at her wit's end with Zhang Youshun. How could you reason with someone who was so stubborn and unpredictable? So, Ye Wan could only secretly feed the dog treats when Zhang Youshun was out of the shack, as a form of psychological comfort.

That evening, the weather was fine and the spring breeze was warm. After eating the dinner Ye Wan brought, Zhang Youshun suddenly became interested. He insisted on spending some time with Ye Wan in the shack, finding it both novel and exciting. But Ye Wan refused no matter what, and Zhang Youshun's wicked nature was reignited. Without thinking twice, he started to undress Ye Wan. Seeing things were going badly, Ye Wan tried to push and shove, but missed her target and ran towards the outside of the shack. But she was no match for Zhang Youshun. Before she could get far, he caught up and pinned her to the ground… “You stinking woman, you dare run? See how I deal with you!” Zhang Youshun panted, holding Ye Wan down tightly, forcing her hands behind her back, and casually taking his belt and wrapping it around her wrists.

Standing up, Zhang Youshun smugly dusted off his hands and quickly pulled down his pants, revealing his rather unsightly crooked penis. When Zhang Youshun and his cronies were hanging out, they liked to chat idly about matters between men and women. Each of them boasted about their own abilities, and the obedience of their wives was a central theme. Everyone would talk about how obedient their wives were, how well they served them, especially when it came to the various sexual acts they described. Zhang Youshun, of course, also bragged wildly, spouting off anything he knew or could think of. But after each boast, he felt a strong urge to try those things out, but Ye Wan's resistance and nonconformity in this regard had always prevented him from doing so. Today, however, was a golden opportunity for Zhang Youshun. Normally, he was afraid of making too much noise at home and getting in trouble with his father, but today, with the sky as his blanket and the floor as his bed, no one could control him. Zhang Youshun felt incredibly powerful. Hands on his hips, he walked step by step to Ye Wan. "My dear wife," he said, "I've told you so many times to help me out, but you still haven't met my demands. Today, you have to comply, whether you like it or not. If you're smart, take the initiative and save yourself the trouble." Ye Wan struggled to sit up, trying to free her hands, but Zhang Youshun had tied them tightly, and her efforts were in vain. "Why are you always finding ways to torment me? Do you even consider me your wife anymore?" Ye Wan cried. "That's why I love you so much. Don't think this is tormenting you; it's a kind of enjoyment. You can try it once; I guarantee you'll feel something different." Zhang Youshun tried to coax and deceive Ye Wan into serving him willingly, as it would be much more comfortable that way. "No way! I absolutely can't do what you're talking about. You don't treat me like a human being, so I can't not treat myself like one!" Ye Wan shook her head, looking like she was ready to die. "Damn it, looks like you're going to be stubborn and refuse to listen to reason. I've tried to reason with you, but you won't listen, so don't blame me for resorting to violence." Zhang Youshun's temper flared up again. He grabbed Ye Wan's hair with one hand and, with the other, forced his crooked penis towards her mouth... Because Zhang Youshun pulled Ye Wan's hair too hard, Ye Wan couldn't bear the excruciating pain and cried out in agony. Her voice, filled with pain, resentment, grief, and despair, echoed through the orchard in the deep mountains and dense forest... However, before Ye Wan's pitiful cries had faded, a dark shadow pounced on the two of them in the thick darkness of the night... After being untied , another pitiful howl resounded through the night sky, but this time it wasn't Ye Wan's voice, but Zhang Youshun's hoarse shout. A large dog pounced on Zhang Youshun, affectionately kissing his bare buttocks. Zhang Youshun felt a burning pain in his buttocks, and at the same time, he felt something pressing down on him from behind. A cold sweat broke out all over his body. Instinctively, he turned his head and saw that it was the large wolfhound on top of him. "Damn it, you treacherous dog, how dare you... how dare you... Ouch, Mother, it hurts so much!" Zhang Youshun truly lost his temper. He flew into a rage, stood up, and kicked the dog. Naturally, Zhang Youshun kicked nothing. Still fuming, he circled around, picked up a stick nearby, and swung it at the dog. Ye Wan saw the dog tending to her wound, but inwardly she resented the beast for not knowing its own strength. After all, it had bitten her husband; how could it not know how hard it had hurt him? "You Shun, stop hitting him! Quickly check your injuries, this can't be delayed, or someone might die!" Ye Wan's words reminded Zhang You Shun to check his injuries and also relieved the big dog of his anger. Zhang You Shun turned around and cursed, "You bitch, shut up!" Holding the big stick in his hand, he turned around again like a demon. Looking around, he saw no trace of the big dog in the vast night. He was so angry that he yelled, and was about to vent his remaining anger on Ye Wan. But the moment he turned around, a piercing pain surged into his heart, and he couldn't help but frown and touch his injured buttocks. Upon touching his hand, Zhang Youshun found it covered in a sticky liquid. He immediately realized it was his own blood, and for a moment, he felt completely drained, swaying as if he were about to collapse… Seeing this, Ye Wan struggled to her feet and quickly moved to Zhang Youshun's side. Since her hands were still bound behind her back, she could only use her body as a support so that Zhang Youshun could lean on her and not fall to the ground. “Hurry up and untie me!” Ye Wan urged him to untie her while struggling to support Zhang Youshun's heavy body.

Zhang Youshun was incredibly frustrated. The wonderful thing he was about to enjoy had been ruined by the lousy dog he'd hired. Man proposes, God disposes! Right now, he could only untie Ye Wan's ropes so she could check his wounds. "Okay, okay, I...I'll untie you right away." Saying this, he shakily reached out and untied Ye Wan.

Ye Wan helped Zhang Youshun back to the small shack. After lighting the oil lamp, she said to Zhang Youshun, "Lie down, let me take a look."

Zhang Youshun laughed. "Lie down?" He seemed to repeat it intentionally. The scene from last night immediately flashed back into Ye Wan's mind, and a blush immediately appeared on her smiling face.

"If you keep acting so irresponsibly, I'm not going to take care of you anymore." Ye Wan turned her head to the side... While she didn't want to ignore him

outright

, after all, they were husband and wife, and Ye Wan let Zhang Youshun recover. She then carefully examined the wound on his buttocks. Because Zhang Youshun had touched it so much that it was bloody, she couldn't immediately tell the extent of the bite.

Ye Wan quickly fetched a basin of clean water and began cleaning the blood from Zhang Youshun's buttocks. Little by little, Ye Wan saw three deep, bloody welts on Zhang Youshun's buttocks. To get a better look, Ye Wan buried her face in Zhang Youshun's buttocks.

Zhang Youshun was already extremely focused on Ye Wan's expression, wanting to immediately ascertain the severity of his injury through her reaction. But at that moment, Ye Wan's action of burying her face so close to his buttocks aroused his lustful thoughts. Suddenly, his 'crooked hand' quietly and uncontrollably stood up beneath him...

He really wanted to turn over immediately and forcefully press Ye Wan's head down onto his genitals, but out of necessity, not knowing the severity of his injury, he forced himself to endure it. "How are you? Will you die?" he asked Ye Wan impatiently.

Ye Wan looked up, "Look at you, such a coward! You're always so bossy, but now you're scared to death. Do you think a little bite from a dog will kill you!" She glared at Zhang Youshun, then looked at his injured buttocks, "Let me tell you, the dog didn't bite you at all. You just got scratched by its paws when you were struggling. It doesn't seem to be a big deal."

"You damn woman, what do you know? What do you mean 'it's nothing'? Getting bitten by a dog can give you rabies!" Upon hearing that his injury wasn't serious, Zhang Youshun started cursing and acting arrogantly again.

Seeing that he was about to act up again, Ye Wan argued, "I really didn't bite you, it's just a dog paw mark. See for yourself if you don't believe me."

Zhang Youshun actually listened. He pushed Ye Wan away and twisted his neck hard, trying to see how serious his injury was. Even twisting his neck to its limit, he could only vaguely see a small bloodstain. He gently touched it, and it didn't seem to hurt as much. He turned to the side and said, "It seems you have a point. It shouldn't be a big problem, it won't affect our good time." Saying this, he grabbed Ye Wan's arm and pulled her into his embrace.

"Wait, wait! You're injured anyway. If you move around too much, the wound will get bigger, maybe even fester. I'm your wife, when can't we do good times? Does it have to be now?" Ye Wan pushed him away while trying to persuade him.

"Hehe, I don't care about that anymore, let's live for the moment! I'm just interested tonight, hurry up!" With that, Zhang Youshun's large hand had already slipped under Ye Wan's shirt...

Ye Wan still tried to dissuade Zhang Youshun, but it was always the same. Whenever Zhang Youshun's large hand pressed against her chest, she would immediately go limp, her legs weak. She didn't know what was wrong with her; an instinctive need was overwhelming her primal reactions...

Meanwhile

, Zhang Yougang hadn't been idle since he divided the orchard. Being young and ambitious, he secretly resolved not to lose to his older brother and to show the whole village how this high-achieving student managed the orchard.

After a simple setup of his cave hut, he began a thorough inspection of the orchard. He had never actually explored his own orchard before; he was very familiar with the small plot at the village entrance, but this large orchard on the back mountain was something he had never even been to before.

But things didn't go as planned. For the past few days, Zhang Yougang had been extremely busy. The days were alright, but the nights were the most difficult time for him. Because his brother kept a large wolfhound in his orchard, the thieves mainly targeted his orchard behind Yinshan Mountain. Although Zhang Yougang patrolled almost every night without slacking off, the actual effect was minimal.

Even worse, the situation was escalating to a very serious level. Before, people would only steal some ripe fruit to satisfy their cravings, but recently, the orchard's harvest had been excellent, and its reputation had spread to the surrounding villages. This attracted a large number of thieves, and they weren't just going to steal a few; they came with baskets to steal apples to sell for money.

On the third day after Zhang Yougang took over the orchard, after dinner, he resolved to teach the thieves a lesson. He took a prepared stick and, before it was completely dark, practiced some martial arts moves he'd read in wuxia novels. He executed moves like "Hammer of the Head," "Sweeping the Three Armies," and "Fishing for the Moon from the Sea," each one seemingly skillful and impressive, making him appear like a true martial arts master.

Night quietly fell again in the orchard, and strange noises emanated from the quiet depths of the woods. Zhang Yougang didn't plan to wander around early that night; it would be tiring and wouldn't be conducive to spotting the thieves. Tonight, he would lie in wait, hoping they would come to him.

His efforts paid off; he waited until late into the night before spotting his target. In the dark depths of the forest, a short but stocky man stealthily crept towards Zhang Yougang's ambush location. He stopped less than five meters away, placed the bamboo basket he was carrying on his back on the ground, and began picking the fruit with an air of nonchalance.

Zhang Yougang, enraged, silently recited his practiced martial arts manual again, shouted, "Where do you think you're going!" and leaped in front of the thief.

In the dead of night, something suddenly emerging from behind the trees terrified the thief. Before he could even react, Zhang Yougang's stick was already at him. "Hammer of the Postman!" With a shout, Zhang Yougang's stick swung horizontally towards the thief's waist... The fierce battle deep

in the orchard ... The man was clearly stunned. He only heard the words "Hammer of the Postman," and instinctively raised his hands to cover his head. But unexpectedly, a sharp pain shot through his waist. It turned out that Zhang Yougang, in his moment of panic, hadn't struck according to the move he had shouted. Zhang Yougang had practiced a set of techniques, and he used them with the same precision as when he studied, following his own routine. Then, hearing the shout "Sweep Across the Army," the thief knew that "Sweep Across the Army" meant another strike to his waist, and quickly lowered his hands to cover his buttocks and lower back. But this time, Zhang Yougang's stick struck him squarely on the top of his head. The thief, angered by the beating, shouted, "Why are you behaving so unpredictably? You said it was from above, but you hit from below; you said it was from below, but it came from above. How can you be so dishonest?"

Reminded by the thief, Zhang Yougang immediately realized he had made a mistake. So, he shouted "Mail hammer strike!" again, this time correcting himself and performing the correct action as he had shouted.

"Bang!"—the hammer struck the thief squarely on the top of the head. The force of the blow, matching the shout, was surprisingly great, making the thief grimace and see stars, yelling, "Why did you hit me like that again?" His cleverness had backfired. Just moments before, after the thief had reminded Zhang Yougang, when Zhang shouted "Mail hammer strike!" again, the thief didn't believe him. He thought, "This guy seems to be deliberately trying to fool me. Fine, this time I'll counter with a reverse attack." And so he did, receiving another heavy blow to the head.

Caught off guard, the thief turned and ran. Logically, Zhang Yougang should have stopped while he was ahead; punishing these people was enough, why kill them? But Zhang Yougang was blinded by rage, completely intoxicated by his own 'martial arts' achievement. His first fight had gone so smoothly and effortlessly that he truly considered himself a martial arts hero.

The thief was short and fat, and coupled with his fear, he couldn't outrun Zhang Yougang. Zhang Yougang chased after him, relentlessly striking him with his staff until the man screamed and howled like a banshee…

As the saying goes, even a cornered dog will jump over a wall, and a cornered person will bite. Seeing that Zhang Yougang had no intention of letting him go, the man thought, "Running like this isn't a solution; I'll just get beaten to a pulp." Thinking this, he suddenly stopped, turned around abruptly, and assumed a fighting stance against Zhang Yougang.

Zhang Yougang was quite pleased to see him stop, and shouted "Hammer of the Head!" as he swung his stick fiercely at the man's head.

The man, in a moment of panic, wildly swung his arms to parry Zhang Yougang's blow, but this time Zhang Yougang caught him squarely, grabbing the other end of the stick…

The lesson of not prioritizing

strength was now in the moment, and Zhang Yougang was no match for him. In just one exchange, his weapon was unsurprisingly in the man's hands. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Zhang Yougang remembered the "Fishing for the Moon in the Sea" technique. He lowered his

body, bent his waist, and mumbled, "Fishing for the Moon in the Sea!" before launching a sweeping leg attack… However, Zhang Yougang's attack was all bark and no bite. His shout was loud, but his actual movements were far from coordinated. His leg didn't even touch his opponent's leg; instead, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

A series of sharp, rain-like blows rang out instantly. As Zhang Yougang fell, he felt pain all over his body, unable to pinpoint where he had come into contact with the stick he had brought. He only heard the constant shouts, "I'll beat you to death, you son of a bitch! You dare to show off?"

After rolling around and experiencing dozens of blows from his own stick, Zhang Yougang finally managed to get up, his first thought being, "Run!" The scene of catching a thief in the orchard suddenly changed. Zhang Yougang was running desperately ahead, with the thief in hot pursuit, shouting arrogantly, "You little brat, where do you think you're going? See if you dare come here to cause trouble again!"

Luckily, Zhang Yougang was familiar with his orchard and quickly shook off the man. The pursuer, having lost his target, was still furious and continued searching, seemingly forgetting his place as if he owned the orchard. He

hadn't gone far when he spotted a dark figure moving in the distance. Thinking to himself, "Damn it, where do you think you're going? I'll teach you a lesson today!" Thinking this, he crouched low and tiptoed towards the dark figure ahead…

Before the figure could react, the man pounced like a hungry tiger, swinging his stick in a wide arc and striking the figure, sending him sprawling three feet into the air with a cry of “Oh my god!” before turning and running away.

“Where do you think you’re going? This day next year will be your death anniversary!” The man had completely embraced the role of the orchard owner, chasing after the figure with fierce determination.

The dark figure wasn’t actually Zhang Yougang; it was a thief who had come to steal fruit. Thinking he had been discovered by the orchard owner, he ran for his life.

One ran ahead, the other chased behind—all of this was witnessed by Zhang Yougang, who was hiding behind another grove of orchards. He rubbed his sore buttocks as he watched this unusual brawl, his heart filled with a mixture of emotions, like a jumbled mess of flavors.

The two men chased each other deeper into the orchard, but they were both completely disoriented. They ran and chased, unknowingly entering Zhang Youshun's orchard and approaching his small shack where he guarded it… Now it was

time to test their strength. This time, Zhang Yougang was no match. In just one round, his weapon was handed to his opponent without a doubt. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Zhang Yougang remembered the "Fishing for the Moon at the Bottom of the Sea" technique. He lowered his body, bent his waist, and mumbled, "Fishing for the Moon at the Bottom of the Sea!" before launching a sweeping leg attack…

But Zhang Yougang's attack was all bark and no bite. His shout was loud, but his movements were far from coordinated. His leg didn't even touch his opponent's leg; instead, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

A series of sharp, rain-like blows rang out instantly. Zhang Yougang fell to the ground, feeling pain all over his body. He couldn't pinpoint where he had come into contact with the stick he had brought, but he kept hearing, "I'll beat you to death, you son of a bitch! Serves you right for being so cocky!"

After rolling around and being struck dozens of times by his own stick, Zhang Yougang finally managed to get up. His first thought was to run! The scene of chasing the thief in the orchard instantly changed. Zhang Yougang was running desperately ahead, with the thief in hot pursuit, shouting arrogantly, "You little brat, where do you think you're going? See if you dare come here to cause trouble again!"

Fortunately, Zhang Yougang was familiar with his orchard, and he quickly shook off the man's pursuit. The man who had lost his target was still angry and continued searching around, seemingly forgetting his place, as if he had become the owner of the orchard.

The man hadn't gone far when he spotted a dark figure moving in the distance. Thinking, "Damn it, where do you think you're going? I'll teach you a lesson today!" he crouched low and tiptoed towards the figure… Before

the figure could react, the man pounced like a hungry tiger, swinging his stick in a wide arc. The figure jumped three feet high, yelling "Mommy!" and turned to run.

"Where do you think you're going? This day next year will be your death anniversary!" the man declared, completely embodying the role of the orchard owner, chasing after the figure with fierce determination.

The figure wasn't actually Zhang Yougang; it was a thief who had come to steal fruit. Thinking he'd been discovered by the orchard owner, he ran for his life.

One ran ahead, the other chased behind; Zhang Yougang, hiding behind another orchard, watched the whole scene. Rubbing his sore buttocks, he observed this unusual brawl, his heart filled with a complex mix of emotions—a jumble of flavors.

The two men chased each other deeper into the orchard, but they were both completely out of their minds. They ran and chased, unknowingly entering Zhang Youshun's orchard, and unwittingly approaching the small shack where Zhang Youshun looked after the orchard…

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